Line 'O the day - August 24

I was shown the only important thing in life when I was five years old.  I've forgotten and relearned the lesson time and again since.  Perhaps it'll stick with this renewed enlightenment.

Line 'O the day - August 20 II

On reflection I see Woody's minor philosophy again.  I once second guessed it, but I shouldn't have.  Fuck the strings.  Whatever works.

Line 'O the day - August 20

Three things weigh upon my mind tonight. Tomorrow will suck.  My walls are bare for a reason.  And I need to figure out a solid 'B' plot. (not in any particular order)

Line 'O the day - August 16

Write motherfucker, write.  For in your hand is a supple pen, and its ink flows like velvet.  And every word you lay down is your destiny, compounding on itself.

Present Day Note:

This is one of my most favorite things I've written.  Those three sentences are glorious every time my eyes scan across them.